Eyes shine beneath electric light

She does not belong here

Sent by businessmen to chase pigeons

Soaring over shoppers, weary gazing

Downcast, unable to see beyond themselves

The unexpected blessing

Of the harrier.

He is dressed for wood and open field

Falconer, gloved, serious, alone amidst

Gawping teenage girls drawn to a strong face,

Confused, compelled, want without insight

Hungry to be women already.

Shiny magazines did not tell them

How to handle his earthed masculinity.

Some of us were born

With our hearts in distant

Lands and times

Walking amongst you

Misplaced, filled with longing

For a home we can never


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